The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife-Chapter 467 - 469. Are you still unwilling to admit it?

Eden nodded, "I’ll also utilize the resources at my disposal to find someone. Doug, I’ll give you Peter’s information later, and you need to put your resources to work as well. The sooner we find him, the better. Plus, knowing the source of the virus, or even its original form, can be more helpful for the research of the antidote."

Over the past few days, he had observed this virus and found that it was even more stubborn than the one discovered in Qin Yan’s body initially—it was an upgraded version of that virus. If he wasn’t wrong, Qin Yan must have injected her blood directly into Ya Xi, which had already mutated while inside Qin Yan’s body, hence why Ya Xi had remained unharmed for so long.

Indeed, the reality was almost as Eden had guessed. After the housekeeper had rescued Qin Yan, they took away the virus antidote that Eden had developed. At that point, they had organized a considerable number of medical researchers to study the virus, which they naturally still had samples of. The housekeeper was supposed to destroy the antidote, but Qin Yan wanted to give them a taste of their own medicine, so she instructed the housekeeper to hand over the antidote to the medical researchers. Consequently, they created this new virus.

After Ya Xi fell into Qin Yan’s hands, in an act of revenge, Qin Yan injected the mutated virus into Ya Xi’s body. Her original plan was to use Ya Xi as leverage when Shen Qinglan arrived, forcing her to inject herself with the virus. However, Ya Xi was quietly rescued by Shen Qinglan, and Qin Yan missed a good opportunity.

As a result of a twist of fate, Ya Xi bit Shen Qinglan, causing a wound that bled and led to the infection with the virus.

When Fu Hengyi returned to the hospital ward, Anan was curled up in Shen Qinglan’s arms. Shen Qinglan had a storybook in her hands and was softly telling him a story. When Anan saw Daddy, he just called out once and then continued sitting quietly.

Fu Hengyi stepped forward to take Anan down, "Anan, be good! Mama is tired, go play by yourself." Then, he set aside the storybook in Shen Qinglan’s hand. Ever since confirming the existence of the virus, Fu Hengyi had been bringing Anan to the hospital every day to stay with Shen Qinglan for a while.

"Fu Hengyi, I’m fine. It’s just a story, I can hold up," said Shen Qinglan. This morning, Eden had administered an inhibitor to her, and she had recovered quite a bit of strength.

Fu Hengyi spoke in a gentle tone, "You need plenty of rest; telling stories takes up too much energy."

And Anan, stopped by Daddy, didn’t cry or fuss; he just sat obediently to the side, holding onto Shen Qinglan’s hand, unwilling to let go. Fu Hengyi didn’t stop him either.

With Anan there, Shen Qinglan did not ask Fu Hengyi about the test results, but she could read some clues from Fu Hengyi’s expression, which immediately weighed heavily on her mood.

In the evening, Chu Yunrong came to take Anan home and also brought dinner for Fu Hengyi and Shen Qinglan.

"Qinglan, today Mom asked Sister-in-law Song to make chicken shred porridge for you. Try to eat a bit," Chu Yunrong advised, knowing that Shen Qinglan had a poor appetite.

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Okay."

Chu Yunrong, pleased, promptly served the porridge and tested the temperature, "It’s not too hot, it’s just the right temperature to eat now. This porridge has been simmering for quite some time, it’s very creamy."

Shen Qinglan tasted a spoonful; it indeed tasted very good, "Thank you, Mom. It’s delicious."

"If it tastes good, eat a little more. Mom brought a lot," Chu Yunrong said, handing over the food she’d brought for Fu Hengyi, and then prepared a small bowl of porridge for Anan to feed him first.

"Mom, have you eaten?" Fu Hengyi asked.

"I’ve eaten. Don’t worry about me, eat up first," Chu Yunrong replied casually. She had been in the kitchen making this pot of porridge with Sister-in-law Song all afternoon and went to the hospital when it was time, leaving no time to eat.

Shen Qinglan knew the truth and, despite feeling too ill to eat, forced herself to finish the bowl of porridge.

"Qinglan, eat a bit more," Chu Yunrong urged when Shen Qinglan was done.

"Mom, I’m full." She had struggled to eat even that small amount and really didn’t want any more.

"Alright, alright, if you don’t want to eat, then don’t. Just tell Mom what you want to eat tomorrow and I’ll have Sister-in-law Song make it for you."

Shen Qinglan was about to say she didn’t want anything, but seeing Chu Yunrong’s hopeful gaze, she reconsidered, "Maybe vegetable porridge, something light."

"Okay, vegetable porridge tomorrow. And Hengyi?"

"Anything is fine, I’m not picky. But Mom, with the weather being so cold now, you shouldn’t be running back and forth. Let the family driver bring it over," Fu Hengyi said.

Chu Yunrong waved her hand, "It’s no bother. I have nothing to do all day at home, and just end up overthinking. Visiting the hospital to see Qinglan gives me some peace of mind." Ever since Shen Qinglan had been hospitalized, Chu Yunrong hadn’t slept well. Each time she closed her eyes, she would dream that Qinglan had passed away, never to awaken again.

Each morning she would wake up in a cold sweat. Lately, she had even started losing lots of hair. But she told no one about this. With Shen Qinglan’s condition already casting a pall over the household, and Old Sir Shen falling ill and bedridden due to the stress, she didn’t dare tell Qinglan or Hengyi.

Seeing the fatigue on Shen Qinglan’s face, Chu Yunrong turned to Anan and said, "Anan, how about going back home with Grandma?"

Anan shook her head, clinging to Shen Qinglan’s hand, "I don’t want to go home. I want to be with Mommy."

Chu Yunrong tried to cajole her, "Mommy is tired and needs to rest. Tomorrow, Grandma will bring you to visit again."

Anan looked at Fu Hengyi, hoping Daddy would take her side, but Fu Hengyi didn’t plead for her. Instead, he said, "Anan, it’s time to go home with Grandma."

Reluctantly taking her eyes off Shen Qinglan, Anan finally let go of her mother’s hand and left the hospital, looking back with every step she took.

With everyone else gone from the room, the smile on Shen Qinglan’s face gradually faded as she looked at Fu Hengyi, "Ya Xi has the virus too, doesn’t she?"

Fu Hengyi didn’t deny it, "Yes, you got the virus from her. It must have been from the bite she gave you."

"Has her virus erupted?"

"Her condition is a bit different from yours. Eden said they discovered it early in her case, while yours was already in the middle stage by the time it was found."

"That’s a small piece of good luck amidst misfortune," Shen Qinglan said indifferently. She leaned against the headboard, looking out the window, "Hengyi, do you think I can recover?"

Fu Hengyi held her, "Of course you can. Eden had once developed an antidote for that virus, and now this is just a mutation of it. It definitely can be cured. But Qinglan, before Eden develops the antidote, you have to hold on, no matter what. You absolutely cannot give up."

Shen Qinglan nodded lightly, "For you and Anan, I definitely won’t give up."

Fu Hengyi and others used every resource at their disposal to search for Peter, but it was as if he had vanished from the earth, leaving no trace. Jin Enxi, upon learning of Shen Qinglan’s illness, also joined the search for Peter, but still, there was no news.

As days passed, and it had been a week with no sign of Peter, Fu Hengyi’s complexion grew worse by the day. Eden’s mood became heavier, eventually locking himself in the lab. Aside from his daily visits to check on Shen Qinglan’s condition, he spent nearly all his time working on a cure for the virus.

Old Sir Shen and Old Sir Fu knew that Qinglan had contracted a very rare, unknown virus and made an appeal to the senior leaders, requesting assistance from the national laboratories to join in the efforts to research the virus.

With both distinguished elders making the request, the senior leaders could not overlook the situation. They personally called the heads of the laboratories to arrange for personnel to work with Eden.

With this additional support, the research progressed much faster, but even more rapid was the worsening of Shen Qinglan’s condition. Originally, the inhibitors had controlled her condition quite well, but the virus’s resistance was strong, and the effectiveness of the inhibitors on Qinglan was diminishing. Eden was worried that increasing the dose would further enhance the virus’s resistance and result in new mutations. He could only watch helplessly as Shen Qinglan grew weaker by the day, spending longer hours in the lab, while Qinglan’s previously stabilized high fever returned.

"The moon looks beautiful tonight," Shen Qinglan said, resting in Fu Hengyi’s arms, looking out the window.

Fu Hengyi held her tightly, and hummed in agreement, "Today is the 15th of the lunar month; the moon is very round."

"Hengyi, it’s been three years since we met, hasn’t it?"

"To be exact, it’s three years and four months," Fu Hengyi replied in a gentle voice.

"Time flies so fast," she said slowly, her voice carrying a sense of powerlessness. "I never thought it would be three years already. When grandma was sick, she was always worried about my happiness. I couldn’t let her leave this world worried, so you appeared. Countless times, I’ve been grateful that I made that decision, but looking at myself now, I suddenly regret letting you meet me."

Fu Hengyi gently pressed his cheek against hers, "Yet even now, I am still grateful that I met you and agreed to marry you. Qinglan, I once saw a phrase online that I thought was particularly sappy, but now I find it incredibly fitting."

"What phrase?"

"Because of you, I’ve come to love this world. Qinglan, before I met you, my world had only black and white. I made defending the nation my life’s mission. I even thought I might sacrifice my life in some operation, just like my father did. I was ready to make that sacrifice at any time. But then I met you, and for the first time, I found out that besides black and white, the world is full of colors. For the first time, I understood that to long for someone isn’t just a wonderful feeling; having someone for you to love makes your heart truly blissful." Fu Hengyi’s voice was tender and deep.

"But Fu Hengyi, I’m scared." She could clearly feel her body getting weaker by the day. The research at Eden had not yet yielded any leads. What if she couldn’t hold on? What would Fu Hengyi do? What about Anan? And grandpa?

Now she realized, she still had so many ties to this world. She had so much; she was no longer the Mei with nothing. She was Shen Qinglan, Fu Hengyi’s wife, Anan’s mother, the daughter of the Shen family.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here for you. I’ll be with you wherever you go."

"Don’t say that, Fu Hengyi. Promise me, if the worst happens and I can’t make it, you must live well for me. Take care of Anan and both the grandfathers, and my parents." Shen Qinglan’s hand covered Fu Hengyi’s, speaking earnestly.

Fu Hengyi’s heart felt heavy and ached. He blinked back the bitterness welling up in his heart, "Qinglan, without you, I wouldn’t be able to go on."

"Fu Hengyi, do you love me?"

"I love you."

"Then promise me." It’s selfish of me to leave all the pain to you. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Alright." Fu Hengyi buried his head in Shen Qinglan’s hair and spoke slowly. A tear fell onto her hair and instantly disappeared.

"Fu Hengyi, I want to see someone."

"Who?"

"Su Qing. Can you help me find her, please?"

"Sure, and tell me if there’s anything else you want to do."

"I want to go see a movie with you. We’ve been to the movies a few times but never watched one all the way through. Can we watch a full movie together this time?"

"Sure."

"I also want to visit your school."

"Sure."

"Your school must have those snack streets, right? Take me to eat at your favorite place there."

"Sure."

"Fu Hengyi, if there’s an afterlife, I want to be the same age as you. Go to school with you, come home from school with you, preferably from kindergarten to college. I want to hold hands with you and stroll through the campus like an ordinary couple."

"Sure, as you wish."

"Fu Hengyi, will you still spoil me like this in our next life?"

"I will. Not just in the next life, but the life after that, and every life beyond, I will always spoil you like this."

"Aren’t you afraid of spoiling me rotten?"

"If I spoil you rotten, no other man will set his sights on you. My dear wife, it doesn’t matter if you’re spoiled."

"I’ve suddenly realized how cunning you are."

"Are you afraid then?"

"Not afraid. Fu Hengyi, in the next life, I want to be an ordinary daughter in a normal family. Can we just be an ordinary couple and live a simple life?"

"Sure. We don’t have to wait for the next life. We still have a long, long time in this life."

"This life... I’m afraid I might not have enough time."

"You do. There’s still time."

Shen Qinglan’s voice grew fainter, and she closed her eyes.

Fu Hengyi held her tight, his shoulders trembling slightly.

**

Fu Hengyi tucked Shen Qinglan in and walked out of the ward to call Jin Enxi, "Is there a way to find Su Qing?" As soon as the call connected, he got straight to the point.

Jin Enxi responded, "Su Qing’s whereabouts are uncertain. I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to find her, but I will try my best."

"Please, Qinglan wants to see Su Qing. Find her as soon as possible," Fu Hengyi pleaded.

"Alright, I will do my utmost to find Su Qing as quickly as possible. Mr. Fu, I’m sorry about Peter." She had been searching for Peter for so long with no news to show for it.

Fu Hengyi said, "It’s not your fault; there’s no need for apologies. I should be thanking you for your relentless help for Qinglan."

**

The next morning, Fu Hengyi dressed Shen Qinglan and took her out to do things she wanted to do. Their first stop was Fu Hengyi’s old elementary school.

"If I hadn’t left home, would I have gone to school here and become your junior?" Shen Qinglan asked softly from her wheelchair to Fu Hengyi standing behind her.

Fu Hengyi nodded, "This is the Military Region elementary school. Most kids from the compound go to school here, including your brother."

"Were you guys ever naughty?"

"Yes, like your brother used to sleep in class and pull girls’ pigtails. He often got in trouble with the teacher and had to have a parent come in. It was always your mother who came. Afterwards, your grandfather would whip him, making him run all around the courtyard, howling."

Shen Qinglan listened to the childhood stories of her brother, her eyes brimming with a smile. She could even imagine such scenes in her mind, "It’s hard to believe that my brother, who is now the epitome of a gentleman, was once like that as a child."

"Jun Yu only started to mature gradually later on." In fact, it was from the time when Qinglan disappeared that the mischievous Shen Junyu suddenly grew up, turning into the "child from another family" in the eyes of the parents.

"Then what about you? Were you as mischievous as him when you were little?" Qinglan was more curious about Fu Hengyi’s childhood.

"When I was young, I wasn’t that naughty. According to what young people say nowadays, I’ve been on the ’cool and distant’ path since I was little," Fu Hengyi said seriously.

Qinglan, however, didn’t believe him, "Really? I’ve heard from auntie before that when you were little, you were spanked by grandpa because you were being naughty."

"That must be auntie’s memory playing tricks; it was Gu Yang who was spanked, not me."

Qinglan smiled, finding Fu Hengyi’s earnest and sly defense quite adorable, unexpectedly touching her cute spot.

Today was the weekend, the school was deserted, with no one around.

"Fu Hengyi, what kind of mood did you have when you went to school as a child? Did you cause trouble with classmates and get distracted during class like they show on TV?" Qinglan asked curiously. Except for university, she had spent the rest of her educational stages in training and missions. Going to school was a very distant thing for her.

Fu Hengyi thought for a moment, "I was well-behaved as a child. When it was time for class, I would just study. There might have been some mischief, but I can’t really remember."

"How nice, such campus life is beautiful. Anan will go to school here one day, and if Anan makes a mistake and gets called out by the teacher, you mustn’t criticize him in front of everyone. I don’t mind how you discipline him in private, but you must respect him in front of others, understand?"

"Then when Anan gets called out, you go. I’m afraid I can’t hold back."

"Fu Hengyi, I’m afraid I might not be able to go," Qinglan’s voice suddenly quieted, and Fu Hengyi stopped, squatting down to look into her eyes, "That won’t happen. In the future, you’ll have to go to parent-teacher meetings for Anan. The other kids will surely be envious of Anan because he has such a beautiful mother."

Qinglan’s lips curved slightly, "Not just that, he also has a handsome daddy."

Fu Hengyi smiled, nodded, and adjusted Qinglan’s hat for her, "It’s too cold. Let’s go."

The next stop was the cinema. Fu Hengyi chose a romantic art film, and this time, they watched it from beginning to end without leaving midway. After leaving the movie, Qinglan fell asleep in the car.

Fu Hengyi watched her peaceful sleeping face, but his eyes were filled with sorrow. Qinglan had been conscious for one less hour today than yesterday.

The news about Su Qing arrived three days later. Fu Hengyi personally contacted Su Qing and told her about Qinglan’s situation, "She wants to see you. If possible, please come and visit her."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and just when Fu Hengyi was about to give up, Su Qing spoke, "Okay, I’ll be there tomorrow."

Qinglan looked at Fu Hengyi, and he nodded, "She said she’ll come to see you tomorrow."

A glimpse of brightness flashed in Qinglan’s eyes, and her lips lifted into a satisfied smile.

**

In the Middle East, as soon as Su Qing hung up the phone, she planned to leave when a man grabbed her, "Su Qing, where are you going?"

Su Qing spoke indifferently, "I’m not taking this assignment. I’m leaving now."

"That’s not acceptable. You must complete this task before you can leave. Su Qing, do you know the consequences of leaving now?"

Su Qing brushed off the man’s hand, "I’ll take responsibility for all the consequences. You can tell the boss that it’s my fault if the mission fails, and push all the blame onto me. He won’t punish you."

"No, Su Qing, you’ll get killed. Just finish this mission with me. We’re about to get the information, and then you can take care of your matters, okay?"

"There’s no room for discussion. I must leave now. You know that if I want to leave, you can’t stop me."

"Yes, I can’t stop you, but Su Qing, this mission is extremely important to the boss. If it fails, you know what you’re facing?"

The man earnestly tried to persuade her. He and Su Qing were old partners, and he didn’t want her to do this. Normally, considering Su Qing’s abilities, even if she abandoned a mission, the boss wouldn’t do much. But if this mission failed, neither he nor Su Qing would get off lightly.

"He won’t kill me," Su Qing said lightly. As long as she wasn’t dead, there was nothing to fear.

"Su Qing, the boss won’t kill you, but the consequences are worse than death. I don’t understand, what is so important that you’re willing to give up a nearly completed mission?"

"Someone more important than my life. I must see her."

The man watched Su Qing leave, stomping his foot in frustration. Su Qing was always an enigma, forever impenetrable.

When Su Qing arrived at the hospital, Qinglan was still unconscious. Su Qing was also shocked when she saw Qinglan’s condition.

"Has the antidote not been found yet?" Su Qing asked Fu Hengyi.

Fu Hengyi shook his head, "Eden has tried his best. Just recently, there has been a bit of progress, but a solution has not yet been found."

No one would have thought that Qin Yan would leave such a move behind, and perhaps even Qin Yan herself didn’t expect that a plan she thought had failed would succeed due to Ya Xi’s mistake.

"Can I stay with her alone for a while?" Su Qing asked.

Fu Hengyi nodded and left the room.

Su Qing sat down beside the bed, silently watching Qinglan’s face. It had been half a year since their last meeting. She had prepared to never see Qinglan again in her life, but who would have thought that in just a few short months, they would meet again, and under such circumstances.

Watching Qinglan’s emaciated appearance, Su Qing’s heart was filled with nothing but pain. Her hand gently touched Qinglan’s cheek, "Xiaoqi, I’m here."

Qinglan’s eyes remained closed, continuing to sleep. Sensing the temperature on Qinglan’s forehead, Su Qing got up, went to the bathroom, and wrung out a towel. She had just placed it on Qinglan’s forehead when Qinglan opened her eyes.

"You’ve come," Qinglan said weakly.

Su Qing smiled, "Yes, I’ve come."

"How good."

"I didn’t expect you to be ill."

"I might die."

"No, if Qin Yan can survive, so can you."

"I wanted to see you because I have something to ask."

Su Qing nodded, "I know what you want to know. Qinglan, is it that important?"

"It’s very important to me, so can you tell me the truth now?"

"Qinglan, it’s not me," Su Qing said word by word. "I am Su Qing."

A trace of sadness flashed in Shen Qinglan’s eyes, but suddenly she smiled, "Do you want to know my story with Qin Mu?"

Su Qing pursed her lips slightly and nodded slowly, "If you are willing to talk about it."

"Can you help me up? I want to look at the snow outside the window."

Su Qing grabbed the wheelchair, helped Shen Qinglan into it, and pushed it to the window.

Shen Qinglan looked at the pure white snow outside the window and spoke softly, "I first met Qin Mu when I was only five years old, and she arrived a few days before me. Among that group of people, she was the first to show kindness to me. We ate together, slept together, and trained together. When those people hit me, she would hold me in her arms and take the punishment that was meant for me."

"We went through many life-and-death trials, and each time it was her who took care of the enemies and saved me. She told me that there are many unseen filths in this world. She wasn’t sure how long she could protect me, but she hoped that as long as she was capable, she could keep me clean. So while the others’ hands were stained with fresh blood, mine remained clean."

"I have doubted the meaning of life and even thought about dying, but every time I felt desperate, Qin Mu would tell me that the world has its filth, but there is more beauty. My family was waiting for me to come back. If I gave up, I would never see them again. There’s hope as long as you’re alive; death means losing everything."

"Qin Mu, who had been by my side, supporting me through the hardest days, left me during a trial. To save me, she took a knife for me. I watched as the dagger pierced through her chest and ripped through her heart, blood blossomed before my eyes like a sinister flower, and yet she smiled at me, telling me to survive, to go home. She once told me that her biggest wish in life was to go back home, to her family. Ironically, the person who sent her to Hell was her own birth mother."

"I buried her there and then returned to the Shen Family with her hopes, becoming Miss Shen Family once again. I am Shen Qinglan, no longer that child struggling in the abyss."

"I’ve dreamed of her countless times, dreaming that she wanted to go home. I’ve also thought, if it weren’t for saving me, whether she would have found her family by now. I wish she were alive, but I know that’s just a dream—until I met you."

"The first time I saw you, you gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity. I always felt you were her. I even went to that rainforest, to where I buried her. I dug up her bones with my own hands and brought her back to Beijing."

Shen Qinglan’s voice was soft, weak, but calm, like she was telling someone else’s story. Su Qing’s hands trembled slightly, hidden in her sleeves, unseen by anyone.

"Qinglan..."

"Su Qing, or perhaps, I should call you Qin Mu. Sister Mumu, are you still not willing to admit it? Xiaoqi, aside from Allen, only you would call me that."

Su Qing’s eyes suddenly widened, "You..."

"Yes, from the moment you entered the room and spoke to Fu Hengyi, I was actually awake. I’m glad I woke up; otherwise, would you have continued to deny it?"

Su Qing looked steadily at Shen Qinglan and after a long time, slowly sighed, "Xiaoqi, why bother? Wouldn’t it be better to let the past stay in the past?"

Tears fell from Shen Qinglan’s eyes instantly. Su Qing raised her hand and gently wiped the tears away, "Don’t cry, you’re a mommy now. How come you’ve become more tearful?"

Shen Qinglan held Su Qing’s hand, "Why didn’t you come to find me?"

Su Qing sighed, "Xiaoqi, you already have your own life. Let Qin Mu live on only in your memories."

"If I hadn’t fallen ill this time, would you still have denied it?"

Su Qing fell silent, the answer was obvious. If she could, she would have hoped Shen Qinglan never found out.

"Can you tell me what really happened?" Shen Qinglan really wanted to know what had happened back then. Qin Mu had clearly died, right in front of her, so why was she now alive and standing in front of her? If it were not for that call of "Xiaoqi," for some of Su Qing’s inadvertent little movements, Shen Qinglan might never have believed that this person was Qin Mu.

"Xiaoqi, let’s not bring up those past events. I am now Su Qing and can only be Su Qing in the future," Su Qing said. That past was something she did not want to mention, and if she could, she would not want to bring it up again.

Shen Qinglan saw that she really didn’t want to talk, so she didn’t force her, presumably there was a segment of the past unknown to others, and that past brought Su Qing anything but fond memories.

"Why did you end up working with Qin Yan?" Shen Qinglan asked. When she first met Su Qing, Su Qing was under Qin Yan, doing tasks for her.

Su Qing’s eyes dimmed slightly, "I was seriously injured on a mission, and Qin Yan saved me. I promised her I would help her with ten tasks as a way of repaying her."

"You always knew that she was the one who sent you to the base, right?"

"Yes," Su Qing admitted.

Shen Qinglan’s heart ached, seeing this, Su Qing smiled, "All that is in the past, I’m doing well now. Whatever Qin Yan once did for me, I have repaid her. In this life, our debts and grievances are settled, with nothing owed to each other."

"Xiaoqi, listen to me, you must hold on, you absolutely cannot give up. Even if it’s for your family, your husband, and your children, you’ve endured so much hardship before, what is this in comparison?"

Shen Qinglan smiled, "Sister Mumu, I will persevere, and you’ll be with me this time, won’t you?"

"Yes, I’ll be with you." Until you recover.

Shen Qinglan held Su Qing’s hand, gently resting her face in the palm, "Sister Mumu, it’s really nice to see you."

Su Qing stroked Shen Qinglan’s hair, remaining silent. Oh Xiaoqi, what am I to do with you?

Su Qing’s identity was confirmed, and Shen Qinglan was very pleased, but this did not stop the deterioration of her condition. Three days after Su Qing arrived in Beijing, Shen Qinglan had another high fever, accompanied by red spots on her body. These red spots, like acne, covered her entire body, painless and itchless, yet looking very frightening.

Shen Qinglan no longer allowed Anan to come to the hospital, and after one visit from Chu Yunrong, she was chased away by Shen Qinglan too. Other than Fu Hengyi and Su Qing, she allowed no one else into her ward.

Eden’s research had reached a critical moment. He and several other experts in the field of viruses discovered a strange substance in this virus. It seemed familiar, but what exactly it was still needed time to verify.

"Eden, please hurry, hurry up." Fu Hengyi looked sad and anxious, "Qinglan suddenly started feeling unbearable pain today, and some of the red spots have started to break open, oozing blood water. I’m worried about her..." He couldn’t continue; the thought was too terrifying, even the mere idea of it made his heart so pained that it was hard to breathe.

Eden had a grave expression, "Please tell Qinglan to hold on a little longer, just half a month." After saying this, Eden dived back into the lab. Fu Hengyi looked at the closed door of the lab, his fists clenched tightly, unable to find Peter, Eden was his last hope.

Shen Qinglan had a gauze mask covering her face and was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window, while Su Qing accompanied her, "Look, the sun is nice today." She looked at the grass down below, where a few kids were building snowmen. It had snowed heavily last night, but this morning was sunny.

"Yes, they look very happy," Su Qing agreed.

"Sister Su Qing, have you seen my son Anan?" Shen Qinglan asked, her voice halting and strained, each word spoken with effort. Su Qing didn’t want to bring up the past, so Shen Qinglan directly addressed her by her current name.

"I have; he’s a very cute little boy, his eyes resemble yours when you were a child."

"They all say that." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shen Qinglan’s mouth, but as she thought of Anan, the smile on her lips gradually faded, "Sister Su Qing, do you think Anan will remember what I look like when he grows up?"

Su Qing felt as though her heart had been stabbed with a knife as she looked straight into Shen Qinglan’s eyes, "Qinglan, you promised me, never give up."

"I haven’t given up, but Sister Su Qing, I really feel like I can’t hold on much longer," Shen Qinglan said faintly, her demeanor very calm, "Perhaps I used up all my luck in life, so perhaps fortune no longer wants to befall me."

"It’s okay, I’ll share my luck with you, look I was able to survive from that state, you definitely won’t have any problems," Su Qing said with a smile.